The profoundest thoughts of the philosophers have something trickle about them. A lot disappears in order for something to suddenly appear in the palm of the hand.
Rulers who want to unleash war know very well that they must procure or invent a first victim.
Pessimists are not boring. Pessimists are right. Pessimists are superfluous.
Every decision is liberating, even if it leads to disaster. Otherwise, why do so many people walk upright and with open eyes into their misfortune?
The process of writing has something infinite about it. Even though it is interrupted each night, it is one single notation.
A 'modern' man has nothing to add to modernism, if only because he has nothing to oppose it with. The well-adapted drop off the dead limb of time like lice.
